[Gladio rolls his eyes, both at his own apparent desire to stick around and observe Ravus in this more playful state and at Ravus' words.]
You were suckin' on the fruit juice from your fingers like you were puttin' on a show and you know it. Especially with how you acted when I tried to get us to leave. [Sober-Ravus will probably be some mix of pissed off and ashamed at that, and Gladio had a sneaking suspicion he'd be the one dealing with the man's anger.]
An' I'm not presuming anything - you'd ask if I was interested in foolin' around but when I went to find you there was no sign of you. Pretty sure that means you're not actually interested in a repeat. Which is fine. [Not really, but he's not planning to push.]
You've got some food now, and you've got your damn wine. I can check on your leg if you want but after that I'm gone.
[Funny how earlier he was ready to walk out and now he's offering to look at Ravus' injured leg. Almost like he's looking for an excuse to stay... and not at all because of that unfairly cute pout painting Ravus' lips.]
Roll up your pants. I'll get some towels and supplies in case it still needs to be bandaged. [Gladio pads off to the bathroom without waiting for a response, returning quickly with some towels and what bandages he could find. Hopefully the wound had been healed enough that it didn't need stitches.]
So Gladio may be the one to tell him about the emoji ... oops
You were suckin' on the fruit juice from your fingers like you were puttin' on a show and you know it. Especially with how you acted when I tried to get us to leave. [Sober-Ravus will probably be some mix of pissed off and ashamed at that, and Gladio had a sneaking suspicion he'd be the one dealing with the man's anger.]
An' I'm not presuming anything - you'd ask if I was interested in foolin' around but when I went to find you there was no sign of you. Pretty sure that means you're not actually interested in a repeat. Which is fine. [Not really, but he's not planning to push.]
You've got some food now, and you've got your damn wine. I can check on your leg if you want but after that I'm gone.
[Funny how earlier he was ready to walk out and now he's offering to look at Ravus' injured leg. Almost like he's looking for an excuse to stay... and not at all because of that unfairly cute pout painting Ravus' lips.]
Roll up your pants. I'll get some towels and supplies in case it still needs to be bandaged. [Gladio pads off to the bathroom without waiting for a response, returning quickly with some towels and what bandages he could find. Hopefully the wound had been healed enough that it didn't need stitches.]